Kendra, in turn, pulls him a little further with a firm tug on his hand, so as to be hopefully out of earshot. She'd throw caution to the winds and simply carry him up to a rooftop, but he's looking a little too tight around the eyes. The last thing she wants is to spook him any further.

But she does insinuate herself slowly into his personal space, moving to stand close and squeeze his hand in turn.

"Tom?"